Suddenly something warm and cool was printed on the lips.
The temperature was just right, soft but with a sharp fragrance.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and there was only a pair of extremely bromine-black eyes in front of her, like a bottomless pool.
As long as she looked at it, she would fall into it, unable to see the bottom.
But the kiss was fleeting.
Baili Suye took a step back, pursed her lips, and said with a wicked look, "How about this compliment?"
Qianjue, who relied on Wenren, wiped her lips angrily.
Wasn't this the pervert who took advantage of her again?
The feeling can't be wiped away, and neither can his breath.
Baili Suye sat down leisurely as if nothing had happened: "Keep practicing.
I have rarely seen anyone with uglier handwriting than yours."
Wenren Qianjue was really worried that when others trained their pets, they would give a slap to a sweet date.
His Highness gave the sweet date first and then slapped him.
It seemed like it was the other way around.
Ah, no How could she compare herself to a pet or something?
Wenren Qianjue wiped the area around her lips vigorously, glared at the dignified and indifferent man, and continued to pick up the brush to write.
As soon as I write this, it’s night.
After the meal, Wenren Qianjue told Lin Fu that he should go to Qingwan Tower tomorrow and ask Wei Qing to come over and prepare a banquet.
Once there is a second time, he will never fail to come.
What's more important is that the next day is Lan Niannian's death anniversary.
At night, Wenren Qianjue quietly got up from the bed, walked past the sleeping Seventh Prince, and walked out with his ancient sword.
The moon was very big and bright.
She was sitting on the roof, holding an ancient knife in one hand and a wine jar in the other.
She had secretly removed the bandage on her right hand.
If she guessed correctly, everything would come to an end tomorrow, and then she would have to use her own strength.
The ancient sword made a buzzing sound in her arms, a sound that only she could hear.
The power has been almost saved, and it's just waiting to be used tomorrow.
After taking a sip of wine, she sat under the moon, with one leg slightly bent and the other stretched out, looking straight and beautiful.
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little lonely.
Yes, loneliness.
After so many years, she rarely felt this way again.
Ever since she took hold of the knife in her hand when she was young, ever since the people around her who she trusted so much drew their swords against her one by one.
She walked out of that duel covered in blood, with a mountain of corpses behind her.
The tip of the knife made a sound on the ground.
She lowered her head and remained silent.
When she heard a group of people cheering for her about the birth of Gu King, she raised her eyes.
Then everyone fell silent.
Later, according to the boss of the organization, he had never seen such eyes, indifferent and bloodthirsty.
It seems that he will stop after killing all the people in the world.
He knew that he had a weapon that no one could surpass: Qianjue.
She has always been fierce and bold, and others say she does not care about her life.
Actually no, she is the one who cherishes her life the most.
She knows that even if everyone betrays her and no matter how difficult the situation is, she will still survive.
Because only by living can you have the opportunity to encounter beautiful things.
Only then can you have a chance to be good to yourself.
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If you die, nothing will be lost.
After taking a sip of wine, the night wind blew, and suddenly she felt a little cold on her face.
She wiped it on her face, and the wet patch was filled with tears.
It’s not that I feel miserable, it’s a blessing that she came through.
Suddenly, his face was covered by something soft.
Baili Suye's hands had clear joints and were as flawless and beautiful as Mingyu.
Instead of wiping them for her, he covered her face with the entire handkerchief.
At some point, he also came up.
Wenren Qianjue was suddenly moved.
She thought she had forgotten what it meant to be moved.
Although the Seventh Prince is indifferent and ruthless, he is the only one who knows what he wants every time when he is most critical.
For example, now, he is probably the only one who knows that he does not want to be seen with tears on his face.
The silk handkerchief covering his face was very soft and smelled of his refreshing fragrance.
Wenren Qianjue simply fell down on his back, letting the silk handkerchief cover his face, and handed the wine jar over with one hand: "It's so spicy."
The moment she fell on her back, Baili Suye moved quietly and appeared behind Wenren Qianjue like a ghost at an almost impossible speed.
The moment she fell back, he leaned into her arms.
The tiles on the roof are very rough and sharp.
This woman is not very smart to begin with.
If she pokes another hole, she will be hopeless.
Under the silk handkerchief, Wenren Qianjue's pupils suddenly dilated.
Was she leaning on His Highness Seventh?
She wanted to stand up, but she felt so comfortable and didn't want to get up.
The wine jar in her hand was taken over, and she thought, she had already been embarrassed enough today, so this was enough.
Just think of it as a feather pillow.
It would be nice if there was someone to rely on her like this at that time.
That way she wouldn't have to work so hard.
Baili Suye put the wine jar next to him.
This low-quality wine was not worthy of him taking a sip.
Wen Ren Qianjue's head was resting on her lap, and her silk handkerchief highlighted her delicate outline.
Knowing that she was playing rogue, Baili Suye suddenly put a smile on her lips: "When did you have the habit of climbing on the roof?
" He felt the little woman on his legs stiffen, and then immediately heard Wenren Qianjue's retort: "Since when did His Highness the Seventh Prince have the habit of stalking people?"
Baili Suye was indifferent and leisurely: "Who said I was following you?"
It is well known: Hey, hey, can't this man be so shameless?
Isn't it obvious?
Just listening to the top of my head, someone added shamelessly: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
The pleasant voice slowly melted in the air, as if there was no trace of it.
Count the flowers blooming on the other side.
Wenren Qianjue gritted her teeth, but couldn't say anything.
Unknowingly, she had forgotten all her unhappiness and focused on dealing with the pervert His Highness Seventh.
The night breeze was very comfortable, and so was the pillow.
The two of them bickered for a few words before Wenren Qianjue fell asleep.
Baili Suye stood up calmly, picked up the little woman in his arms, and jumped off the roof.
The black clothes are as graceful as a night butterfly.
He landed firmly without making a sound, walked into the room, and placed her on the bed.
Her brows were still furrowed, so Baili Suye stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles.
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This is the first time I have seen her like this since I met her.
She is usually as strong as a man, and she becomes stronger when she is strong.
Just now she was expressionless with tears streaming down her face.
Her heart suddenly twitched, and Baili Suye frowned.
What past was she carrying?
The next morning, when Wenren Qianjue woke up, Her Majesty Seventh Prince was already up.
She rubbed her head.
She had a headache from drinking last night.
It's also uncomfortable for the eyes.
When I was washing myself, I was shocked when I saw my face in the water.
My eyes were swollen, just like a peach.
A lazy and joking voice sounded next to him: "Peach, do you want to eat it?"
Looking back angrily, he saw Baili Suye leisurely leaning on a pillar, throwing a peach up and down in his beautiful hands, but his gaze fell on her eyes.
Knowing that he was mocking himself, Wenren Qianjue walked forward fiercely: "Eat" He snatched the peach and took a bite with great anger, thinking how great it would be if this bite landed on His Majesty Seventh Prince.
Baili Suye didn't seem to care.
Seeing her biting the peach viciously, the smile on her lips became even thicker.
"Miss Qianjue, Your Majesty the Seventh Highness, I have been asked to report that the boss of Qingwanlou is here."
The little maid trotted over, looking very urgent.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes narrowed, then he bit the peach and followed, "Lead the way."
Wei Qingwan stood in the center of the lobby.
His blue clothes highlighted his demeanor.
He was handsome and charming, and his straight figure stood tall.
He didn't look like a chef, let alone a businessman.
Only nobles have this innate temperament.
Hearing that Wenren Qianjue was also here, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he looked over and grinned: "Long time no see."
Those cunning eyes were full of smiles.
It's as if all the pain in the past is gone.
Wenren Qianjue nodded: "Long time no see."
Sure enough, on the anniversary of Lan Niannian's death, he would not let Lin Fu go so easily.
I left behind the booming business of Qingwanlou and came here to cook a meal for the rich.
Anyone with a long brain will not do it.
What's more, in today's business, it's not necessarily clear who is richer, Wei Qingwan or Lin Fubi.
There was no need for him to come.
Wei Qingwan also saw Baili Suye, and still smiled and said hello, but his fists in his sleeves were tightly clenched calmly.
If this person is here, it is very likely that his plan will be delayed Only Lin Fu, after seeing Wei Qing's arm, looked at him twice with a strange expression, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Have we met somewhere?"
Wei Qingwan lowered his head slightly and said with a faint smile: "Master Lin, have you forgotten?
The last time we were at Qingwan Tower, Qianjue invited me to come up and meet Master Lin."
Lin Fu was dubious and asked him to go down and cook.
He was still muttering: "Strange, strange."
When Wenren Qianjue saw him like this, he probably understood eight or nine points.
As soon as her eyes lit up, she looked at Baili Suye and said to Lin Fu, "I'll go see Wei Qingwan.
Mr.
Lin will just wait for dinner."
When he turned to the kitchen, he saw that Wei Qingwan had put on an apron, but his aristocratic temperament remained unchanged.
Feeling her coming, Wei Qingwan just smiled and did not look back.
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He concentrated on cleaning up the fish under his hands, scraping the scales, pulling out the internal organs, and even removing the bone spurs, which was exquisite and perfect.
"Why are you here?"
Wenren Qianjue stood aside coldly, watching him busy around.
Wei Qingwan opened the lid of the pot, and a layer of hot air floated out, blocking the two people, as if two worlds were separated.
Through the hazy mist, Wen Ren Qianjue could see his gentle smile: "For you ah."
He spoke so naturally, as if he and she were lovers who had been in love for a long time.
Wenren Qianjue closed her eyes and continued to ask: "For me" If Wei Qingwan is really Meng Qiu, if he comes here for revenge, he is not wrong.
Lin Fu killed three members of the Lan family and refused to change his thief nature.
He should have died.
But the people around are innocent After getting along several times, at least she knew that Wei Qingwan or Meng Qiu was a very good person.
If possible, she didn't want to be the one who finally drove him over the edge. , So she wanted to ask and ask him to retreat before the difficulties.
Wei Qing turned back his eyes and smiled brightly, as if to comfort her: "Qianjue, you are worried that what should happen will happen sooner or later, as if time will pass and the water will flow away.
It is not something that human power can do."
While saying this, he put the chickens and ducks he had packed into a large pot and cooked them.
The boiling water instantly swallowed up the chickens and ducks.
Wenren Qianjue glanced at it and slowly held down his hand that was holding the pot lid: "Wei Qingwan, do you remember the dish you told me about, roasted goose and duck?"
She had to make him stop and listen to her.
Wei Qingwan stared blankly at her holding her hand, as if she was greedy for that moment of warmth, and just smiled bitterly: "I remember."
At this moment, a dark gaze fell on their hands at the door of the kitchen.
The smile on Baili's lips became colder and colder, and the thing he wanted to give her was crushed into powder: